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PAGE TWO MEPFORD MAIL TRIBUNE. MEDFOKD. OREGON, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 20, 1935. IMS Um NtVIS MIND IM LAST an MM IM UST NEVU MIND ml W NEVER MIND THE LADY STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further ))roof address the author. Inclosing a stamped envelope for reply. Beg. TJ. 8. Pat Oft Mvn mind rm uor Ay David Garth MVU MM IMI IABT wg TrW lAOT MVU MIND IM LAOT NIVU MIHD im HIVt MM IM UftV CHR STMAS SECRET SERVICE bv cluy as Williams ' gritOFBIS! Terry WIHlt i.f ftas thrown a hombehell into thl midst o the embaaeu ball. 119 hat told Qeorge Fox the attachi that ha intend to eee f AH a ehtnment of hit equipment, being detailed bu the native government arte aboard thin tonight. Fox knouse it meant trouble. o doet Allaire Writ But Allaire eeee to it that Fox doee not follow Terry to the dock fifta eende him out on the danre floor to teparate her winrhrr Irom OH ad venturer named LaMorr. Chapter Eight UNINVITED QUEST ALLAIRE hated It the whole 1 stultifying ceaseless round: Noll West dueling her husband on a mutual ground of fashionable bypoc rlsy. handsome young men with a business address as matter of form, polo and tea dances their ea reer. Breathe! with the whipping, cut ting lash of a!' Tomorrow she took up a plane, and tonight she wanted to forget It Above the silken murlc of the orchestra was the distant note of a brass band. Follow the pa rade! She left the conservatory. snatched up her wrap, and went outside. Novaes, the Embassy runner, was talking patronizingly to a carriage driver. Carriage? too slow. Novaes jumped at her summons. "Mr. Fox's car," aha requested. "On est-ll. no damn It, that's French. Where the dickens is Sefior Fox's car, old top?" Novaes understood enough to lead her to the attache's long low road ster. Allaire contemplated It ap provingly, and slid In behind the wheel. "Get In," she directed the runner. "You have to diroct me to Roslna B. Roslna B ships toot toot! Vapor Roslna" B-" "Roslna B?" Novaes pronounced It "bay." He looked anxiously at the lovely, dark-eyed girl Impatiently awaiting him. "But, pardon, seflorlta, I don't understand Roslna B?" "Vamos," she ordered, and blew the horn In lieu of further Spanish. Novaes scrambled In beside her. And he hadn't boen riding a block before he would have been quite content to get out. Silver drum headlights cutting the darkness, wilting the occasional street lamps, speeding out of the residential section Into the metro politan area, rolling through the broad streets of this City of the Dona as though they were on a track in the middle of an open prairie. Novaes jabbered directions with stabs of his finger, and muttered prayers under bis breath. These crazy Americanos beautiful but crasy. The sefiorlta wanted to got to Roslna B ! They roared down the leafy Bal nearlo drive, passing scattered car riages, racing right up on top of them and then slithering past as the girl at the big wheel moved her hands slightly. And then as they turned off the Balnearlo Into a waterfront drive that led to the docks the lights seized upon a lone ambling carriage The girl nodded and brought the car to a atop. "Much obliged," she told her guide. "Vamos." She pulled out some banknotes from her silver mesh bag and pressed them Into his band. Novaes looked at them and got out shaking with emotion. "Sorry," she told him, "to loave you here, but that ought to get you back." Back? He could go back on a bat tleship, by damn I He burst Inio a torrent of thanks, but sbe'd forgot ten him. Already she was shifting Into gear, a slow smile curving her lips. "T ORD!" breathed Terry Wlllott. He gave a quick command to the driver and stepped out of the carriage, Allaire lounged behind the wheel, her hair In thick wind blown con fusion, the evening wrap sliding off one bare shoulder. "Would you mind awfully," she asked tranquilly, "If I went with you?" . He'd thought he was prepared for anything. "Why?" he henrd himself say. "Oh," she waved a slim Indefi nite hand, "I'm one of those people who pa, a gristly bear on the nose to see If he's friendly." He lookod at her a long moment. Funny things, women. This one. for example. She blazed across his life like a rocket. "You'd better go back. You'll only be bored. "The evening," she assented, with a quirk nod of her blonde head, "started out that way." "Hell." said Terry Wlllett. "why didn't you get Fox to lake you to lbs L PIGEON IS PET AT F BUT IT'S A CAT rOLSOM PKlhtJN, CM. (UP) FoUom prion' petn are becoming almost iij wrll known a some of the Institution's Inmntcs. Plrt there wu tiusty, "utool pigeon rut" who still roums the old 11 block with more frredom than anyone, even the puarcU. Then eme Blue, the blue-Krny offspring cf Rusty. And Blue Adopted m his con stant companion Chirps, a tiny fines which was found dfsertM tn a nest atop the prison v,Mt. Kiuty became famous nome tO years ago a tbe "stool pigeon cat" uataclant They stage lights for you there at fifty centavos a bout. "If you make a good Job of It to night," she said coolly. "I may let you take me to the Rata whooils to morrow night, la the meantime I have a deep desire to wander about Roslna B." He dismissed bis carriage and atepped In beside ber. "I'll have the whole damn Foreign Service on my neck tomorrow," bt grunted. "Let'a go." She liked that in him a strain of sportsmanlike humor that bridged the gap between the sensible and th Insane. "You're still going to sock some body?" "Yes, babe," he said gently, "I am. And you're carrying this" 8he hardly knew where It came from, that small flat automatic. And It was then that the last of the Lega tion Club disappeared from the night and she awoke to the lapping of black water and the bulky shapes of ships at their berths. "I really wouldn't know how to use It from a shovel," she assured blm. Terry smiled grimly. "You probably won't need It. But It's a good thing o have. Stop here." The weapon was warm from bis body. Polo and lights and cocktails Great God I She put It In her bag. He took ber arm. Tbe night air was chilly, but the warmth of her bare arm sent an electrlo shock through his Angers. What was he doing? to bell with It, take your cue as you went along. He'd always done that and he was still alive, A hundred feet from car to Hllder. Come along, you girt with the wind-swept hair and the steady low voice you're with an engineer finishing a Job, Giant cranes on their tracks along the dock stood like disapproving monsters as a tall man In white ducks and a girl In an evening gown made their way along a warehouse alley. She knew that there were men near them, wharf rats lying on ware, bouse ramps, but her companion was supreme In this world. She realized the quiescent atrengtb In those Angers on ber arm. ' A strange light began to etcb th cranes against the sky Ilka the glow of a Are somewhere In the dis tance. And then they rounded the corner of the warehouse and cam across the "Pnrajalbo." "TREMENDOUS flares burned on -1 the dock, throwing Into flicker ing relief the rusty aide of a small tramp steamer. A fast-moving set of stevedores portered crates from the warehouse to a crane which lift ed them over the ship's side. "Thrilling. Isn't it?" Wlllett said satirically. To her It was. The flares, the men, the scrubby steamer, were all part of a world whore nerves raced and blood tingled. He guided her through the bustle, curious black eyes on them, men stopping In their labor to stare. Everybody stared at women In thea countries men cut to the same pat tern but wltb varying tastes. "There be Is," Wlllett said sud denly. "Tb holy graft merchant" She saw a fat man In wilted duck and straw hat standing In the door way of a small lighted office. "He who gets socked," ah mur mured. "Hey, Hlldesl" snapped Terry. Tbe shipping agent started at tb unceremonious summons. His little eyes flicked from the tall red-head to the girl at his side like the dart of a snake. "Ah, Sefior Wlllett." he comment ed, and sauntered over. His shirt was open at a hairy thoat and the pouch under his chin was bluish. Terry regarded him dis tastefully and kept his hand on the girl's arm. "You putting my freight on board that boat?" be demanded, "or do I strotcb your hide up on the wall like a trophy from a boar bunt?" "But of course, Soflor." Hlldoi waved an obliging hand. "Tomorrow your shipment will be on the way to Proptonolre." "Yeah!" said Wlllett. "I'll believe you when I see It lifted over the side. Go on, Hlldcz, trot It out I'm sick of waiting on you." - The shipping boss shruggod hi heavy shoulders. "As you will, Sailor Wlllett." He said something In quick soft Spanish to a couple of stevedores, and turned back to them, smiling genially. "Presently, Sefior. The lady" "Never mind the lady," said Wll lett curtly. For the first time In ber life sh recognized pure steel. (Copyright. Ittt by David Oarth) Terry makes a ramark hs should not hava made, tomorrow. who unfailingly discovered prisoner when they broke rulea by preparing food tn thrlr cell. Now and thfn a prisoner construct a crude toaster of electrlo stove, aecretea It In his cell and smugs If s food there from the mwt table with the Idea of pre paring a snack before turning In for the night. On auoh occaMona, Rusty may be depended upon to head directly toward the cell from which the aroma of food emanates, sit outalde and meow. Invariably this attracts a guard and the offendinj prisoner la placed In solitary. More recent.?, stories and pictures of Blue and Chirp the pictures showing Chirps perched on the cat's pw or head received wide circula tion. Oriental Coins Mined LENINGRAD (UP) A treasure eon listing of 37 rare Oriental coins of the 13th Century has been brought to the Leningrad Museum from tus city ol UXara, - 2 I ' z. . '-fw.ua in lae cetfteR of IPTtl c v-? 1 rW 'f-'F ' ohm?. T$0) Sw5 M-W Wi,'a$Wl nd-Hi0 trVfU - AFTER TAKIKS THY MOST EAC1iN6 AND r ) mmwfj 'W6Enious precautious for secrecV, you Wrlo FOIVSHTFORU- MP&N ' , r OVERHEAR JUMlOf? 6IV1K6 HIS lWE5 A DETAILED LIST WMtfM mMfT Wj'S -h-fk OF EXACaV VVHAf HE'S 60IN6 TO 6Ef FOR CHRISTMAS yMi'my. (Copyright, 1938, by Th. Bell Byudicate, Inc.) 17'lb I 'MKJify 4C 'WkJfa FhTVwfjf S'MATTER POP- " By 0 M. PAYNE Strange as It seems, the general who led the armies of the Confedsr.icy In the fight for slavery was himself op posed to slavery and the sener.il who led the armies of the Union In Ira fight against slavery was a slave owner. General u. S. Grant, later president, married Julie Dent, daughter of a southerner who owned slaves. As .a wedding present his father-in-law gave the young couple a slave boy. Mrs. Grant also owned other slaves General Robert E. Lee, on the other hand, did not believe In slavery. Long before the Civil war he freed his own slaves, and remarked that If It were within his power he would free every slave In the south. When the war broke out, however, Lee remained true to his people and Virginia. Fishing through a sidewalk grating In the downtown section of Shcp herdstown. West Virginia, Is a com mon occurrence and some good catchea of rainbow trout are mode without moving out ot the business district. A stream called Town Run flows underneath the town for about seven blooks, and can be (Ishrd by baiting a hook and dropping It through a sidewalk grating over the stream. R. id. Moler discovered ths unique TAILSPIN TOMMY "The Island in the Sky!" OOtWHERE ABOVE THE. 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